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剧场的灯亮了就像夏夜里的星光你神情恬淡执琴坐在台口坐在天幕垂落的影子里忽然你想起启蒙老师——年迈的父亲此刻是否在家中温暖的灯下拉响西皮或者二簧家乡鸡西的街巷里桔黄的街灯正一盏盏点亮你相信即使远隔千山万水父亲也能听到你的琴声母亲也能摸到你的心跳今夜,无论剧情
The lights of the theater are like stars in the summer night, when you feel tranquil and sit at the table. Sitting in the shadow of the canopy, suddenly you remember the enlightenment teacher - whether or not the elderly father at the moment under the warm lights at home, Jixi street in the orange street lights are a light lit you believe that even if thousands of miles away from the father can hear your piano mother can touch your heart tonight, no matter the story